Chapter 70: Is there anyone who treats the donor like this? 6
"Wedding robbery?" Rong Beiming smiled, feeling helpless, "I used to be a soldier, and I really didn't dare to do anything extreme. Now, what am I afraid of?"
"That's two soldiers getting married, robbing them? Are you crazy? You're kidding."
"It's a joke, Ye Feng, you saw through it." Rong Beiming smiled bitterly, with a touch of sadness in his eyes, "Actually, how incompetent I am! No matter what achievements the army makes, Commander Luo stands behind him. Commander, I can finally be linked to my mother, the mayor. No matter how capable I am, I am still the object of discussion by others, because the halo is too bright, and it is heavy and dazzling when I carry it on my back."
Perhaps, no one would have imagined that he would be extremely confused to have a commander's grandfather, a military commander's uncle, and a mayor's mother.
At this time, there was a gentle knock on the door and then it was pushed open.
The servant brought three cups of elegant green tea with a few chrysanthemums floating on them: "Fourth Master, my wife asked me to put the chrysanthemums there. They say they can clear away heat, remove fire, clear the liver and improve eyesight."
"Well! Where is Madam?" Shen Chenyi picked up the tea cup and blew it gently, and his nose was suddenly filled with the fragrance of chrysanthemums.
"Madam, Miss Wei is upstairs. Let's take a bath together."
"Yeah! Get down!" He took a sip of tea and then put down the blue and white porcelain cup.
The servant closed the study door and went out.
Shen Chenyi looked at Rong Beiming, with some worry in his deep eyes: "Ming, haven't you let go yet? Before you retired from the army, you were the company commander, Mu Qinhuai was the platoon leader, and now they are all deputy battalion commanders. You have You have the ability, but you have to struggle with feelings, relationships, and favors. Ming, doesn't it hurt?"
Rong Beiming put out the cigarette butt and replied with a half-smile: "It hurts, but I'm numb. As long as Yuwei is happy."
"Mu Qinhuai is a good man, how can Yuwei be unhappy?" Ye Feng patted Rong Beiming on the shoulder, "The moment you decided to retire, you had no right to regret it. You deserved the pain! If you want, Just go and get it. If you give up, there will be nothing left to say. The wedding is next month. Say goodbye to your past!"
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The black Aston Martin speeds through the silent night.
Thunder roared and lightning flashed. The sultry wind carried the rain stars, as if they were searching for something on the ground, bumping against each other from east to west, crackling and falling to the ground.